If it gets any hotter during these morning bike rides, I may find myself hibernating inside like a bear during winter. It’s not that bad as long as the bike is rolling, but stop for one moment and it feels like you’ve just opened an oven door checking on whatever it is that’s baking at 425F. One brief incoming cellphone call, one short-lived stop at Einstein Bros’ Bagels to refill my water bottles and two photo ops were my only breaks during this morning’s half metric-century bike ride. If it were not for the intense heat and full sunshine, I would have continued until my Garmin GPS indicated that I had ridden 50 miles. But seeing as though I’m not into killing myself, or at best burning up my skin, I wisely clipped out of the pedals at 30.5 miles and called it a day. Maybe the next ride will be cooler. Maybe not!